Tomb Raiders: She Comes from the Ancient Martial Arts World

Although Ling Yue's internal energy cultivation has not reached the innate level, he can transform internal force into true qi, achieving a continuous and endless cycle of internal energy.

However, it can still operate the technique, changing external breathing to internal breathing, and can move normally for an hour in an airless environment.

Two hours.

If you bring another ordinary person, it can probably last for an hour.

In Ling Yue's plan, it would at least be enough for her to find a way to get Wu Xie out of the strange tree roots and return to the ground alive.

Therefore, the moment Ling Yue hugged Wu Xie, he tightly gripped his waist with one hand to ensure that the two would not be separated.

With his other hand, he pinched and lifted Wu Xie's jaw from bottom to top, ensuring that his jawbone would not be unable to open under the pressure of countless grains of sand.

At the same time, she brought her lips to his, tilted her head slightly, and sealed his slightly parted lips with hers, leaving no gap.

Her breath flowed continuously from her lips to him.

While ensuring that Wu Xie wouldn't suffocate, Ling Yue also had to keep an eye on the movements of the strange tree roots.

She didn't know where the tree roots would eventually drag them—whether to the deeper desert or to its own root system, which absorbed both yin and yang energy.

Either possibility is very unfavorable for their escape.

Fortunately, everything turned out to be more favorable than Ling Yue had imagined.

After silently taking hundreds of breaths, they were dragged by the tree roots to a sand-free space underground!

Upon realizing this, Ling Yue immediately slid his hand, which was supporting Wu Xie's chin, down his right arm to his palm and took the knife that Wu Xie had been holding tightly.

With a wave of his hand, Ling Yue severed the tree roots wrapped around Wu Xie's feet, sent Wu Xie far away with a palm strike, and then turned around to cut off the tree roots that were wrapping around his waist more and more tightly, almost cutting into his flesh.

The moment she landed, countless tree roots, like tentacles, slithered and twisted from all directions, reaching out and lunging at her. Their number and length were limitless, and it seemed as if they had occupied the entire space, making it look terrifying.

Ling Yue's eyes sharpened, and without turning his head, he shouted to Wu Xie, "You go first!"

With a knife in one hand and a stick in the other, he slashed, blocked, and dodged, deflecting or slicing away the first wave of tree roots that rushed towards him, ready for a fierce battle.

Coming to her senses, Wu Xie didn't leave. Instead, she ran towards Ling Yue, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into a passage: "Come with me!"

Then, pulling Ling Yue through a maze of twists and turns, they quickly squeezed through an iron gate.

They closed the iron gate, plugged in the bolt, and Wu Xie braced the gate with his shoulder while Ling Yue helped from the side.

The two turned sideways, facing each other, very close, but had no time to pay attention to this insignificant little thing.

Instead, they all remained vigilant, keeping a watchful eye on any movements outside.

boom--!

Bang bang——!

A violent banging came from outside the iron gate. The force was so great that the latch was deformed, and the entire gate shook violently, as if it might be knocked away at any moment by the strange tree roots outside.

Fortunately, the door, which looked quite old, was of good quality and held up well.

Once the noise outside subsided, Wu Xie and Ling Yue both breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment, when the two looked up, they realized that they were so close that their breaths were mingling.

If either of them slightly raises their chin, their lips will touch.

Wu Xie blushed and quickly stood up straight.

In this way, thanks to their height difference of about ten centimeters, things weren't so ambiguous.

People tend to be very busy when they feel awkward.

Wu Xie turned around and quickly found two flashlights using a lighter.

I tried it, and it still works.

Without turning his head, he handed a flashlight behind him, and Wu Xie held up a flashlight himself to start looking around the room.

However, when he felt a cool hand slide through his palm, Wu Xie couldn't help but purse his lips and lower his eyes. He moved the hand holding the flashlight to his face slightly and quietly brushed the back of his hand against his lips.

There, it seemed, still lingered the soft fragrance of another person.

Aside from the initial shock, confusion, and wavering of the heart, as the continuous breaths entered Wu Xie's mouth, he understood why the other party was doing this.

Just as the other person had given Li Cu breathing air in the lake, the same thing is happening now.

Wu Xie didn't want this "sameness." He wanted to know if he was different in her heart.

However, when he turned around and looked up, he met Ling Yue's wary gaze. Those eyes only showed vigilance and wariness towards this unfamiliar environment, without the slightest trace of the emotion he longed to see.

Wu Xie's heart sank. He knew this wasn't the time to think about those things. Suppressing his chaotic personal emotions, he said, "This is Gutongjing."

Ling Yue frowned: "Here?"

Although he didn't know much about this world, Ling Yue knew that everything from the iron gate to the cement floor and walls belonged to modern society.

However, the ancient Tongjing that Ma Rila mentioned is clearly a civilization relic that has existed for thousands of years.

As if sensing Ling Yue's confusion, Wu Xie explained to her in a gentle voice, "I'm sure Marila has told you that about seventy years ago, there was a group of people active here, and these buildings are what they left behind."

Wu Xie opened a drawer, found a file folder, looked at it, and then handed it to Ling Yue: "Zhang Dafoye, the leader of the Nine Gates, has led a group of elites from the Nine Gates to start the Gutongjing Restoration Project, numbered 056, here."

"He discovered a secret of Gutongjing and decided to repair the damaged Gutongjing. However, three years later, an accident occurred here, and many people died. Zhang Dafoye decided to terminate the project and seal everything in Gutongjing, leaving an order that no one from the Nine Gates was allowed to enter here again."

Ling Yue opened the file bag, inside which were reports documenting the restoration project: "Do you know when and by whom Gutongjing was built?"

Wu Xie has always been very good at recording information.

When planning to use Gutongjing as the final destination, he researched the origins of this mysterious and ancient city.

When Ling Yue asked him about it, he was able to explain in detail: "Based on the information I have so far, it can be roughly traced back to 1900 years ago. A friend of mine, Lan Ting, once wrote a book about the ancient Juyan City civilization, in which he mentioned that the ancient Tongjing was located near the ancient Juyan City civilization, and at that time people were already using white sand."

Ling Yue pondered: "So, the ancient Juyan City civilization is very likely the predecessor of the ancient Tongjing? The main underground palace of the ancient Tongjing city also uses Yuezhi script, so the Yuezhi civilization originated from the ancient Juyan City civilization?"

Is this what she's looking for?

"What exactly is white sand? Why did I encounter a white sand monster wearing a bronze mask in the underground palace? And here there is so much white sand, but none of them can attack people like that?" Ling Yue still can't forget this.

The white sand armor, made of bronze, could move like a human—no, it should be said that it was far more powerful than a human.

This was, aside from traveling through different worlds, the first bizarre and inexplicable event involving mysterious forces that Ling Yue had encountered directly.

Wu Xie couldn't give a precise answer to this, because when talking about Yama riding a corpse, one has to talk about the Khampa people.

Then it reveals how the Zhang family created the fighting corpses, the secret of the Hidden Sea Flower, the metal spheres parasitized by the Hidden Sea Flower and the golden sphere larvae, and how a mysterious person created a giant black metal sphere in the Himalayan valley thousands of years ago...

After a long silence, Wu Xie smiled helplessly: "I don't know. It's a very long and mysterious story. I only know a little bit about it, so I really can't give you an accurate answer."

Ling Yue stared intently into his eyes.

Innocent and frank in the face of adversity.

Finally, Ling Yue said, "The world is so vast and full of secrets. Human power is so insignificant. It is already a great fortune to be able to glimpse even a little bit of it."

Wu Xie's eyes flickered, and he was momentarily lost in thought: "Knowing more, I don't really know whether it's a blessing or a curse."

Both of them remained silent for a long time this time.

They each looked through the things in the room.

This is an abandoned office with simple furnishings: filing cabinets, a desk, and a living area separated by the filing cabinets, containing a cot and a bedside table.

Wu Xie somehow found a working miner's lamp, which, once lit, provided dim, yellow light to illuminate the room.

He also found a military medical kit under the bedside table and quickly called to Ling Yue, who was still looking at documents in front of the filing cabinet: "The medicine in here is still usable. Come here, let me bandage you up."

To protect Wu Xie, Ling Yue completely ignored the tree root that was tightly wrapped around his waist.

During the fight earlier, Wu Xie noticed that her waist seemed to be injured.

Occasionally, as his coat swayed, a close-fitting t-shirt would peek out from underneath, the white fabric stained with a few glaring red spots.

Ling Yue put down the documents, got up and walked to Wu Xie, but first squatted down and pulled at his trouser leg.

Seeing the terrible bruises on his ankle, Ling Yue looked up at him and smiled, teasing him with a hint of intimacy: "Let me apply some medicine for you first, Mr. Guan, who is delicate and frail."

Wu Xie was embarrassed and shrank back. He wanted to say something, but Ling Yue pushed him back forcefully and forced him to sit on the cot that had just been tidied up.

Ling Yue was very quick. Even though he wasn't very familiar with these medicines, he quickly found the medicinal wine that was used to treat sprains and bruises, based on the blurry label instructions and the smell of the medicine.

He poured some into his palm, heated it with his internal energy, and knelt on one knee, placing Wu Xie's leg on his bent thigh.

Seeing that Ling Yue was about to start massaging his ankle, Wu Xie blushed and quickly refused, "No need, I can clean it myself!"

How could a grown man let a young girl massage his ankle?

That's outrageous!

However, in Ling Yue's eyes, his struggle was nothing more than a flick of his wrist.

Wu Xie was stunned by the legendary acupressure technique that had him held captive on the bed, his usually shrewd and world-weary eyes now filled with confusion.

Like a big dog that was perfectly fine in its own home, but suddenly got lost for no apparent reason.